When last year’s snow is slow to go
The chill hanging on, no mellow glow
Arrives, freeing wintry branches and briers
Beneath the ice like frozen desires.
So may our hearts harden, slow to thaw
When too long we don’t withdraw
Our gaze from yesterday’s wrong
Mistrusting forgiveness for which we long.
Then what loss we bear to gain instead
A bitter disbelief in what had once been shed
Where warm blood flowed from pierced side
Christ’s sacrifice unheeded and despised.
Look up, dear soul, see who’s risen above
Healing in his wings to bear your judgment in love
He enthroned in power, has power to melt
Your shame-hardened heart, set free from guilt.
Tag: Sin
David
When I saw her
My sceptered hand shook
Though I threw off Your gaze
My crown, for hennaed eyes
That haunted my sight
In the shuttered cloister
Under cover of royal robes
Undressing another man’s dreams
To perfumed havoc
Pregnant messages in the night
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